Having forced his hand from the furry little creature's rectum, The Swann heads "Downtown" to get a proper drink...... and... you guessed it possum's..
Castlemaine Cross Cross Cross Cross
Strewth.... me old dingo's.... some bloke just nicked me hat...
.. never mind, I'll get my own back and nick the geezers beer, piss in the glass, and he'll be none the wiser
CHEERS POSSUM'S..!! (eat yer heart out Dikomite)